Diaper Euphoria

Macy could feel the drug hit her the second she laid down the second tape. "Aah... Ooohhh...." the sounds escaped her lips, as the fireworks went off in her mind. Her body started humming, as she instantly felt like she was floating in the sky. Diaper Euphoria was all the rage amongst young adults nowadays. One hit, and you were looking for your next diaper high immediately. Of course there were some side effects. The first of which was loss of bladder control. A few more diapers in, and you were lucky if you even knew when you were about to shit yourself. 

By the 10th your mind was really starting to melt. You'd find yourself day dreaming about how nice it'd be to just slap on a diaper instead of the boring "Big Kid" underwear you had on. Work meetings became the idea time to debate in your mind which cartoon show you were going to watch all night long as you jerked off into your mind numbing diapers. 

By the 15th you were what the doctors considered "Mentally Regressed." Your mind was almost non-existent at that point. The only thing that'd float through your empty little head was warm thoughts of how pretty colors looked, or how squishy and fun your diaper suddenly was. So how far along was Macy?

"Oh poopie.." She whispered, as she looked at her thoroughly soaked diaper. She didn't even think about it as she playfully slapped the front of it. She just burst out into stupid giggles, letting her hips gyrate to the warm wet mess around her crotch.

"Was numba am I on's? Wones?.. .Thowes?... Thwetytrix..?" She honestly had no clue anymore.. how to count that is. Why should someone as little as her be responsible for something like that? Maybe it was the drugs still coursing through her, maybe it was how turned on she was, or maybe she just genuinely wanted it. But suddenly, she just shrugged.

"Me so dumb baby nows anyways, whys even twys?" She said, ripping the diaper off around her hips. She threw it behind her head with a *Plop*. She grabbed the second one she had placed next to her "Just in case the first one didn't work." The special thing about this one though... it was colored.

Colored ones were notorious for being stronger. They typically counted for 5 diapers. Macy didn't even know that anymore, nor would she probably even care. "Ones tapes... and Thrwo thapes... and.. ah....aaaa...." She closed her eyes, her entire body going limp. Her mind exploded with pleasure, as warm happy thoughts flooded her mind. It was pure euphoria, as she instantly peaked in her high. The dose was so strong, that it shot her mind straight into mental regression stage. 

"Draba ba baa!.." She squealed, letting lines of drool pool onto her shirt. Not that she even noticed anymore. Her body was completely numb of anything, just pure bliss now. She clumsily started crawling out of the room, babbling as loudly as she could. Her diaper sagged almost to her kneecaps. But that would be fixed soon wouldn't it? She just had to find her Daddy to get her into her next, warm, mind shattering diaper. You'd do that, right?